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punchdrunk from hug goodbye comedown kickoff no reply i stimulate myself with you a weakness for eyes that chase you those sleepless nights just pornoconsciousness scraped from sleep by your shouted name bed stained and warm your shadow taunts but you never were here it echoes in myears game of william tell we once played no shock but you're holding my mind i get washed away i'm watched all day now take my needles put yours in going sober no control so take it all growing older going up and out unslaved once more from a temporal mindtrap whispers the name history scars my back but there's wine on the streets so let's dance for the rain to bleed on my face and yours